The silence in the room was heavy as Adam sat there, his brows furrowed in a deep, contemplative line.
He had been listening intently to Noah's soft recount of his recent heat cycle, but the more Noah talked, the more a cold sense of dread began to settle in Adam's gut.
The symptoms Noah described—the intensity, the timing, the sheer physical toll—felt dangerously familiar.
They weren't the typical signs of a standard Omega heat. They mirrored something far more rare, something that belonged to a specific, elite lineage of Omegas.
Adam looked at Noah suspiciously for a long moment.
However, the logic quickly pushed back against his paranoia.
He knew Noah's family history.
Noah's mother and father were just common Omegas and Betas, ordinary people with ordinary lives.
There was no prestigious bloodline there, no hidden alpha genes or that Omega traits.
